New Faces In The Field E G#m The Highway sun said the Georgia Line A F#m was twenty miles away. E F#m B7 A I thought I'd take a detour, and see the old home place. E G#m A I could have found my way back with my eyes closed, F#m and in the dark. E B7 E This old dirt road 'aint on the map, I know the way by heart.The rocking chair is on the front porch Moved from the sudden wind. Its almost like my mom and dad, are sitting there again. I hear my brother calling me from his favorite, climbing tree But I'm just hearing echoes, of how things used to be. (Chorus)A And the house still looks the same, E though the name on that old mailbox has been changed. A And the tractor turns the Earth, E That my daddy and a mule had plowed up first. C#m F#m As the memories return, and my eyes begin to burn. A B7 A E This old place, has new faces in the field.